Jieyin's furious roar rolled like thunder, carrying a Sage's boundless venom and madness across the entire Primordial World.
In the Blood Sea, Minghe, master of the Asura Sect, abruptly raised his head and stared toward the heavens in utter shock.
At Wuzhuang Temple, the Ginseng Fruit in Great Immortal Zhen Yuanzi's hand fell to the ground with a clatter, yet he never noticed.
In the abyss of the North Sea, inside the Demon Master Palace, Old Ancestor Kunpeng emerged from the shadows, filled with horror and bewilderment.
For a moment, throughout the Primordial World, countless Mighty Experts hidden in blessed grotto-heavens, secret realms, and secluded domains stirred.
Whether they were in seclusion or expounding the Dao, that furious roar startled them all!
"Slay a Heavenly Dao Sage?!"
"Has Saint Jieyin gone mad?!"
"Wait... where is Saint Zhunti? His aura... it really has vanished!"
Countless streams of divine sense intertwined in the void, conveying their mutual horror.
Some Mighty Experts immediately began divining heaven's secrets, only to find an impenetrable muddle from which they could deduce nothing.
But soon, they recalled the blood rain that had covered the entire Primordial World not long before.
That phenomenon of heaven and earth grieving together!
That portent of Sagefall Blood Rain!
At the time, everyone had assumed it was a warning from the Heavenly Dao. No one dared believe that an exalted, undying, indestructible Heavenly Dao Sage could truly fall!
But now, Saint Jieyin's howls had confirmed that most absurd, most terrifying conjecture!
Saint Zhunti...
Was truly dead!
That "drunkard" named Gu Changqing had killed him!
"Gasp..."
The instant that realization struck, sharp intakes of breath sounded throughout the Primordial World.
How was that possible?!
*He was a Heavenly Dao Sage! His Primordial Spirit was entrusted to the Heavenly Dao, imperishable through countless tribulations,